Skeeter got sick last night. He threw up on Mom's new blanket and on the wall to wall carpet. She didn't yell or anything. Of course at 3AM you can't expect too much reaction.
She took Skeeter outside until he was done and then she washed his face and , now get this, then she rocked him for 1/2 hour until he fell asleep. THEN she cleaned up the mess as best she could. This morning we are washing blankets and shampooing rugs.
Mom figured as long as the shampooer is out she might as well do all the rugs. At least she is going to do the traffic areas.
This morning Skeeter seems to be fine. We went for our 5:30 AM walk.
Last night on our walk one of the neighbor's dogs tried to get us. He has done this three times before but Mom always picks us up and stamps her feet at the dog and yells go home. He doesn't like the flashlight she shines in his face either. Dad bought her a "zapper". It won't kill or hurt the dog but gives him a shock. All Mom did last night was discharge it into the air. It makes a lot of noise. That big sissy turned around and ran back into his yard. Yeah!
My quote for today is more advice than a quote. It is by my Mom.
"Don't have a baby or get a pet unless you don't mind getting up at 2 or 3 in the morning to give comfort or clean up a mess."
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